No twilight here
of gods
in surrender
but battles raging,
ending
longest winter.
No hope apparent,
wounded,
raging thirst,
godless, manless
world
consumed by lusts.
No skies above,
no earth
or hell below,
emptiness,
forgetfulness,
old ways forego.
No end in sight,
each dawn a new creation,
old worlds
evolve and die,
rebirth nations.
No fear, despair
in prophecies
foretold.
Emerge, arise,
fire purified,
warmth from bitter cold.